We see plays through Giants' blue or Eagles' green glasses. Replays are for sissies — we know what we saw.

I say, keep the truth out of sports. Fans, for the most part, like 'gray area' calls, and we love to argue for and against them.

You know, those pass interference penalties on third down, the 'in the neighborhood' relay throw from second base and the NBA's non-call of traveling ... like ever.

The truth is fans like reality to have a little warp to it. Would Greg Maddox be one of the best pitchers in Atlanta Braves history if he didn't get the off-the-plate strike every, single stinking time? Maddox got the corner, the black and four inches of dirt added to his strike zone.

Why? Because umpires didn't like the truth!

Inaccuracies are plastered across all lines of sports.

Players are listed as probable one day, and out the next. Injuries? Shhhh. Coaches don't talk about injuries, certainly not ones about important players. The truth is, that player won't sniff the field, but let's not say that — let's call him "questionable."

I'm questioning the words we use in sports. "That game was a nail-biter," we'd say, but I've yet to see a coach bite his nails while standing on a sideline.

NASCAR is in total control of its lack of reality. It's so bad that drivers have taken into their own hands of how to manipulate its playoff format.

When NASCAR finally figured out what everyone else knew, it created an unprecedented format to include 13 drivers instead of the normal 12.